Saturday, February 19, 2011

I Am Sitting on a Chair!

I don't know if I capitalized correctly in the title.  Whatever.  If I make a grammatical mistake I'll just blame it on my foreignness, just like my grandma used to blame her public farts on her age and her weak stomach.

I got a wingback chair!!  I am so happy, and I am sitting on it right now.  I would post a picture of it on here, but I am too lazy to go through the troubles.  . .. Oh wait.


Hey!  Aren't you glad Steve Jobs invented Photo Booth?  So yeah, that's the chair.  That shiny green thing next to it is "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo," which is really good btw.  And that thing that appears to be below it is a cup of tea.

Anyway, that's my chair.  Now I have no excuse to leave the apartment.  Just gonna come home, sit, read, write, etc.

I saw Shutter Island today.  It was good.  Too much back light though.  I don't know.. Still trying to think if I liked it or not.  I didn't really pay attention to the story;  I was focusing more on the technical side.

Jake, I agree with your views on Tim Burton.  Read the comment I posted.. if you read this.

So I got my chair.  Hopefully I'll start growing gray hair next.

I am kinda pissed that Sam P. dropped out of school before me.  Damn it!  I was supposed to go first.  Oh well.  Does he still think that a producer doesn't do anything?  You see, Sam and I have this friendly rivalry relationship thing.  He told me that I had no talent and that he was better than me, to which I said "that's your opinion,"  but it still made me think, 'what if he's right?'  I really like Sam though.  I think he's a genius.  He thinks I'm an idiot, but I value our friendship.  At least I think we're friends.

I've been working on a story.  And let me rant here:

There is this kid, I don't want to say his real name, so let's call him Douche.  Ouche for short.  So Ouche thinks he is better than everyone else, and he is a total nerd who kisses the teacher's ass all over, and who works in the cage (which is what they call the place where the school keeps all the cameras and their fancy, expensive equipment.)  Anyway, Ouche makes like ten dollars an hour, and he doesn't pay rent (yet)  so compared to me, he is a fucking billionaire.  Ouche is in my intro to film class, and our third assignment was to make a video blah blah blah.   . .   Ouche went out and rented a car.  HE RENTED A FUCKING CAR for his project, and apparently he ripped some of his scenes off of Pineapple Express, which I have not seen, but someone told me.  The point is, nobody likes Ouche, because he tries too hard, and his movie wasn't even that good.  I don't hate Ouche, but I was checking equipment in today, and he was like, "what's your name again?"  And my heart just dropped with my balls.  How dare him not know my name!  I am like, friggin' me!  And he sits next to me in class!  And I don't mean to brag, but I am one of the best ones in that intro class.  So I may not hate Ouche, but HOW DARE HIM!

Just needed to get that out.

Okay.

Sleep well, kids.

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